Content Advisory Warning: The following chapter contains mature content matter. Reader discretion is advised. The following content is intended for adults, and underaged individuals are advised to refrain from reading it.
*I don't want to be a bad influence on any youngsters.*
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Emily felt the bed shift as she lay on her side, facing the wall, reflecting intensely on everything. It was Sheik Al-Shahid. Her nostrils blew with the scent of dessert and sandalwood, and her heart beat faster than usual.
In the past, he had always been wholly dressed when he fell asleep with her. But when Shahid drew her nearer, she saw he was sporting the lower half of a silk pajama, not a top.
The man's breath was hot as he glided around her front, massaging her till she let out a gasp.
Though her body was acting differently, her mind was trying to stop him. Her feelings run counter to her.
